“My Cup Runneth Over” “Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. Doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar; but never doubt I love you. I love thee, I love but thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.” — William Shakespeare “My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.” — William Shakespeare “Hear my soul speak of the very instant that I…
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